“Adrian, don’t,” Vivian pleaded, still holding his coat. “I promise, I won’t go after Miranda ever again. I’ll even stay out of town. Just please don’t…” Adrian slowly removed her hand from his coat. “I regret stepping out on the day our path crossed, Vivian. I’ll never forgive you.” Without another word, he walked away.Vivian collapsed unto the seat, her hands trembling. How could she set herself up, thinking she was winning? Now, she’ll have to go down alone with nothing to hold unto or anyone to drag along. By the time Adrian reached the parking lot, his phone was already in his hand.The call connected immediately.“Detective.”“Mr. Cole.”“You can proceed.”A pause.“Are you certain you’ve got what you wanted?”“Yes.”“The evidence?”“Everything you need has already been sent.”Another pause.“Understood.”Adrian looked back toward the restaurant.“You can arrest her now at the restaurant before she runs into hiding.”Then he hung up.The forged documents had served their p
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